It's often said that mountains and waters have their reunions.
But Chi Yu hadn't thought about reuniting since seventeen thousand years ago, because he had once visited the Blue Sky Sword Sea and witnessed its desolate state, leaving him without any hope.
If the Blue Sky Sword Sea was dead, how could the people inside still be alive?
This question wasn't difficult, but Chi Yu didn't want to answer it.
From then on, he focused solely on cultivation, revitalizing the entire Three Thousand Flame Feather Crows tribe.
He indeed succeeded; by the time he became a Quasi-Saint, the Three Thousand Flame Feather Crows had been revitalized.
Yet he didn't know with whom to share this accomplishment.
His father had long since passed away, dying of natural causes when Chi Yu had just reached the Heaven Mending Realm, so no one could be blamed.
But afterward, there was only loneliness and monotony.
Cultivate, cultivate, and cultivate again.
Should he aim to become a Great Emperor?
But what would be the purpose of becoming a Great Emperor? Surely it couldn't be out of mere necessity?
Later, Chi Yu realized that he indeed couldn't compare to Great Emperor candidates because he no longer had any desire to become one.
After tens of thousands of years of a desolate life, how different was he from a withered tree by the roadside?
Chi Yu even felt that when he was in seclusion, he was no different from that roadside withered tree.
But now he sensed something different, as if the Blue Sky Sword Sea from twenty thousand years ago had reappeared before his eyes, as if there was light in the fire, so he couldn't help but call out.
"Chen Xia!"
"You still remember me, huh? I've been waiting for so many years, I was afraid you'd forgotten about me." Chen Xia chuckled softly, looking at Chi Yu, and after a moment's observation, he couldn't help but exclaim.
"Very impressive, you've become a Saint."
Chi Yu smiled, a rare occurrence, staring blankly at Chen Xia, not knowing how to respond. He had always been of a quiet disposition.
More people appeared in the sky: Emperor Capital and Qiu Li.
Emperor Capital laughed, "Brother Chi Yu, congratulations! What realm are you at now, Great Saint?"
Chi Yu smiled and shook his head. He was truly happy inside, and his attitude towards Emperor Capital improved as he replied.
"Not a Great Saint."
Then he must be a Second Path Sage.
"Second Path Sage is great too, Second Path Sages have high potential," Emperor Capital praised again.
Qiu Li also chimed in, "Impressive."
"Not impressive, not at all," Chi Yu shook his head, his eyes fixed on Chen Xia, joy continuously flowing through them. After a moment of silence, he softly said,
"When I left the Blue Sky Sword Sea back then, I wanted to say goodbye to you, but..."
His words trailed off, and he lowered his head. Even though he was now a Second Path Sage, he still seemed as pure as before.
"I wanted to say goodbye to you too, but the joys and sorrows of partings in this world aren't for us to decide, right?" Chen Xia chuckled, then added,
"Aren't we having our mountain and water reunion now?"
"Yes," Chi Yu nodded, also very happy. He asked another question, "What about Big Yellow Dog? Did you meet him afterward?"
"I've met him many times. He's very capable, we probably don't need to worry about him. We might even need to rely on him for support in the future," Chen Xia replied with a smile.
Indeed, Chen Xia didn't need to worry about Big Yellow Dog. Even before Chen Xia returned to the myriad worlds, Big Yellow Dog had already drawn all the hatred for him.
"Where have you been? Why hasn't there been any news of you?" Chi Yu asked again.
"I went to the myriad worlds, leaving an avatar here, which didn't have much consciousness," Chen Xia replied.
The group chatted about some past events, mostly things that happened in the Blue Sky Sword Sea.
Chi Yu suddenly smiled and said,
"I still like it best when you're playing chess. I would watch from the side, and even though I didn't understand, I knew that neither you nor Big Yellow Dog knew how to play either. The three of us just pretended to understand."
"Ah, well..." Qiu Li's mouth gaped slightly, not knowing how to comment.
One could say that these three brothers had truly mastered the art of Chinese chess.
Perhaps this was what you'd call tacit understanding.
As the conversation went on, Emperor Capital suddenly stood up straight, his eyebrows drawn and expression serious, and said to Chi Yu,
"General Chi Yu, welcome to the Chen Family Army!"
The Chen Family Army naturally referred to their group, something Emperor Capital had come up with.
"I've always been a part of it," Chi Yu said proudly. He and Chen Xia were sworn brothers, so of course, he was part of the Chen Family Army.
"Then we're all one family, haha!" Emperor Capital laughed heartily, then glanced at Chen Xia and asked,
"Brother, now that Chi Yu is here, what's our next move? Should we gather the cultivators from the Blue Sky Sword Sea, or should we go after a few Great Saints first?!"
They now had four people: two Saints, Chen Xia with unknown strength, and a Second Path Sage. Who in the star realm would dare to fight them?
He not only wanted to fight, but he also wanted to stand on the heads of Great Saints and defecate!
"No rush," Chen Xia shook his head. "Let Chi Yu consolidate his realm first. In a few days, we'll go recruit Li Yang. She still owes me ten thousand spirit stones from our time in the Blue Sky Sword Sea. This is a great opportunity, she'll definitely join."
"By then, we'll have five people. Then we'll go find the other Fourteen Sons of Vast Sky. We'll say we're recruiting, and whoever doesn't want to join, we'll hang them up and beat them."
"Hang them where?" Emperor Capital asked excitedly.
"Good question," Chen Xia pondered for a moment, then replied, "We'll hang them in the ruins of the Blue Sky Sword Sea and let Old Fisherman reason with them!"
"Great, great, great!" Emperor Capital's eyes shone with excitement.
Chi Yu would definitely be on board; he followed Chen Xia's lead in everything.
Only Qiu Li was frowning, feeling that something wasn't quite right. How did he end up on what seemed like a pirate ship?
Hanging people up to beat them, and staying in the ruins of the Blue Sky Sword Sea.
What kind of terror organization was this?
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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
